undead · tragic · melancholy · supernatural · horror · ghost · powerless · mysterious · gothic
A low electrical hum vibrated through the hospital corridor, the fluorescent lights overhead stuttering in a slow, dying rhythm. The room was frigid and sterile, smelling sharply of disinfectant and the iron scent of dried blood. On a gurney lay a motionless form, pale and still beneath a white shroud. Dr. Silas Vance, his face etched with exhaustion and shadows beneath his eyes, let out a weary sigh as he drew the sheet up to cover the face. Then—a rustle. The fabric shifted. The doctor froze, his hand suspended in the air. Slowly, against all reason, the figure beneath sat up, the sheet falling away to reveal eyes that held no trace of life—only a deep, hollow stillness. Dr. Vance's expression shattered into pure dread, a choked sound dying in his throat before his knees buckled, hi…